There are no longer only prisoners in Lidu, although there are few people who come and go, but after all, it is more prosperous than before. However www.biquge.info Boss Tan's restaurant is still the same, but there is a wooden signboard hanging in front of the door, and there are several gilded characters on it.

Those words are not very pretty, but they are neat and well-behaved, and it is obvious that someone wrote them one by one. When he saw the payment, Han Feng couldn't help but chuckle. He remembered the graffiti he had when he first learned to write, and was amused that some people obviously had difficulty writing well, but they were embarrassed to hang these words in the places where people came and went.

This is naturally the handwriting left by Liu Quan.

There is no smell of fine wine wafting from the restaurant, and vat after vat of white water wine still exudes a bad and pungent smell - whatever that taste is, it is not a wine smell after all.

What surprised Han Feng a little was not the constant taste of the restaurant and white water wine, but the person sitting by the window.

"Qingqiu?" Han Feng said in a low voice.

The woman with peerless elegance turned her head slightly, and the wooden cup in her hand shook with a faint light of water, and it also swirled lightly. Instead of wearing the black cloak she always wore at night, she wore a light gray rabbit velvet cape. The soft fluff reflects the soft light, showing that she has a different kind of gentleness in her coldness. The girl's leaning face is outlined more and more perfectly by the light and shadow, the slender eyelashes, the sideburns blown by the breeze blowing between the windows, and even the slightly fluffy hairs on her face, all let her get rid of the inviolable "saint" identity at this moment, and become a snow-skinned lady in the painting. And in the face of such a beautiful scenery, even those who are as cold as Han Feng can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Not to mention the shopkeeper Tan who is curled up in the corner of the restaurant. The old man's eyes were half-squinted, as if he was napping, but the occasional light in his eyes still revealed that he was appreciating the scene in front of him. Knowing that Emperor Han had already come in, since there was no entourage beside him, and there was no emperor's shelf, the old man was so happy that he only treated him as a young man in the past. He didn't ask, didn't even lift his eyelids.

Since the war between the Northern Dynasty and the Zhan Dynasty started again, a curfew has been imposed in Lidu. Therefore, in this huge restaurant, there are only three people, including Shopkeeper Tan, Qingqiu and Han Feng.

The unusually quiet gave rise to a ** atmosphere, and every bit of fluctuation in the air stirred Han Feng's heart. Maybe it's because he hasn't been moved by being separated from Mingxi for a long time, and the irritable things have been suppressing his mind, so that he has long forgotten that he still has the ability to move his heart again, or maybe it's the gentle like warm water that has always immersed him in it, in the tense life of Fengguan Mangcheng, he only needs a woman like Wanrou to be by his side, so when the environment changes, he learns to enjoy another scenery around him. In short, at this moment, perhaps only Mingxi's smile can be compared with Qingqiu in the rippling water and candlelight.

However, Han Feng was not the hairy young man he was four years ago after all, even if he was occasionally moved, he didn't feel nervous, not to mention, he knew the identity of the other party.

Everything is an impossible delusion, a wonderful dream, but not worth the effort. He has already loved and hurt once, and for life, this experience is enough, there is no need to accumulate it again.

Qingqiu couldn't guess Han Feng's thoughts, but she could also see that the way he looked at her was not quite the same as usual, but she only felt that this might be because she had returned to her hometown, after all, for the two of them, it would be too late to talk about the love between men and women. Therefore, she just raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I always hear Scholar Du talk about this place, and I am also very curious about what kind of place this is, and what kind of wine it is, so that he will not stop talking." Why don't you sit down since you're here?"

Han Feng also smiled.

He actually stepped into the "Tan's Restaurant", and the dilapidated floor made a "creaking" sound under his feet, which always made him suspect that he would step directly through the rotten wooden plank when he stepped out next. He sat down across from Qingqiu and rested his hands on the table.

Without waiting for him to do it himself, Qingqiu took a clean cup in the morning, washed it with tea a few times, and poured it with white water.

"Cheers. ”

Han Feng raised his glass and asked with a smile, "For what?"

Qingqiu flattened his mouth and said, "Of course it's victory." ”

"Victory, good reason. Han Feng drank all the wine in the cup, but choked on this strange taste and coughed twice. In the past, he only thought that white water wine had a faint taste of wine, but now he realized that in addition to the "wine taste", the taste of the water itself was also problematic.

Qingqiu looked at his expression and smiled a little proudly: "It's the smell of earth." Aren't you used to it? At the Tan Bo Mansion, I saw the people who cooked for you. Do you know how many times the water has to be filtered before it can be served?"

Han Feng was silent. Qingqiu said well, Lidu is arid, surrounded by sandy soil, Seli River water in his previous eyes was a clear water pool, but at this moment, it seems to be similar to a mud pond. And this poisonous river outside the city is the only source of water in the city, and it would be strange if there was no earth.

He forcibly endured the earthy smell, poured himself a glass, and swallowed it violently like a medicine, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Before I came, Du Lun asked me to bring him some white water and wine." He is used to eating and drinking in Fengguan Mangcheng, and I'm afraid he won't be able to drink these. In my opinion, it is better to go back and find a bottle of ordinary wine mixed with water to deceive him. ”

Qingqiu didn't answer Bai Shuijiu's words again, and only asked: "Where did you live before?" I heard them say that although they are all prisoners, their residences are still divided into three, six, nine and so on, which is no different from other places. ”

Han Feng said: "This is natural. Where there are people, there are three, six, nine, and so on, have you ever seen where there is equality? Even if it's you horse guards. ”

Qingqiu smiled and said, "I understand. It's just that I always thought that a place like Lidu shouldn't be classified because of identity. ”

"Really?" Han Feng smiled dumbly and said, "Do you think you should use force to classify the ranks?"

Qingqiu said: "I prefer this division criterion to be 'strength'. Whether it's force, or ability. But what I didn't expect was that even after the official eunuch came to this place, he still looked down on the descendants of ordinary criminals. Han Feng, what kind of country do you want to build in the future?"

This was not the first time someone had asked him this question, Han Feng himself often asked himself, and the answer kept changing with the accumulation of his experience.

At first, he hoped that the country would be able to give them a fair and eliminate the distinction between the two people.

Then, he saw that the country had a lot of shortcomings and a lot of problems. Unable to find an urgent and effective solution, he pinned his hopes on the formation, but as his own study of the formation deepened, he became more and more skeptical.

So what kind of country does he want to build for himself?

Looking at Qingqiu's clear eyes like water, Han Feng's heart slowly calmed down. After all, he is a person who is more inclined to power, and the relationship between men and women only affects him for a while, and when it comes to getting down to business, he can completely ignore it.

He regained his composure, thought back to what he had just said, recalled what he had seen and heard over the years, and said, "Maybe it has not changed from the status quo." ”

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